Jagged Little Pill
I recommend getting your heart trampled on to anyone (I certainly do!)
I recommend walking around naked in your living room (yeah!)
Swallow it down (what a jagged little pill)
It feels so good (swimming in your stomach)
Wait until the dust settles
You live you learn
You love you learn
You cry you learn
You lose you learn
You bleed you learn
You scream you learn
I recommend biting off more then you can chew to anyone (I certainly do)
I recommend sticking your foot in your mouth at any time (feel free!)
Throw it down (the caution blocks you from the wind)
Hold it up (to the rays)
You wait and see when the smoke clears
You live you learn
You love you learn
You cry you learn
You lose you learn
You bleed you learn
You scream you learn
Wear it out (the way a three-year-old would do)
Melt it down (you're gonna have to eventually anyway)
The fire trucks are coming up around the bend (yeah baby)
You live you learn
You love you learn
You cry you learn
You lose you learn
You bleed you learn
You scream you learn
You grieve you learn
You choke you learn
You laugh you learn
You choose you learn
You pray you learn
You ask you learn
You live you learn
I've been learning alot lately. Hopefully enough to cash in my borgata poker open tourney which is a week from tomorrow!
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So I was walking home the bus stop last night and when I get to my street I hear "Hey Numbahs!" It was my son's friend Shane. Shane has been friends with Sugar Bear and spending time at my house since they were about 5 years old. Years ago a friend of mine used to call me Numbers (and John omfg) just to piss me off. Of course, Shane and Sugar Bear picked this up and they love nothing better than to aggravate me. Shocking, right? So Shane follows me into the house and there's my baby boy along with Nick. The three of them start calling me John and/or Numbers. Now they know what happens when they do this. I get my ammo together (slippers, ping pong balls, rolled up socks and the daddy of all ammo, my nerf gun) chase them down and pelt them. Over and over. Round and round the house we go, them shrieking names, and me pelting them over and over again. I have a deadly aim btw.
Exhaustion is the only thing that ends this game. Finally it's over as I've given up. The three of them are sitting on the couch panting, giggling and happy. They all have this satisfied look on their faces because they've aggravated the heck out of me. I couldn't help but think that these boys could be KenP, Lightning36 and Wolfshead about 50 years ago. Isn't it funny how boys and old men act exactly the same way?
Play smart.
Josie
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Women are still chasing all three of us. And we're all slow enough to get caught.
@mike, my red sox buddy Brian, had a childhood friend named John who was obnoxious and I didn't like. so natch, when brian wanted to get me really mad he'd say I pulled a John, then he started calling me john, which my son heard.....blah, and the rest is history.
and rooms at borgata are NOT cheap. I'll buy you dinner anyway.....at wawa's of course. :)
When Josie comes home
We're gonna rev up the motor scooters
When Josie comes home to stay
We're gonna park in the street
Sleep on the beach and make it
Throw down the jam till the girls say when
Lay down the law and break it
When Josie comes home
When Josie comes home
So good
She's the pride of the neighborhood
She's the raw flame
The live wire
She prays like a Roman
With her eyes on fire
Jo would you love to scrapple
She'll never say no
Shine up the battle apple
We'll shake 'em all down tonight
We're gonna mix in the street
Strike at the stroke of midnight
Dance on the bones till the girls say when
Pick up what's left by daylight
When Josie comes home
When Josie comes home
So bad
She's the best friend we ever had
She's the raw flame
The live wire
She prays like a Roman
With her eyes on fire
When Josie comes home
So good
She's the pride of the neighborhood
She's the raw flame
The live wire
She prays like a Roman
With her eyes on fire
@gary, one does have to drive around my ass, and one's name is Wolfie, the lucky guy. he only gets a repeat performance of driving me around because he's way cool. you've driven me around about 347 times yourself, so you're as cool as the fonz. now can we please stop discussing my ass?
That would be huge.